Tooth, I Mean Tiny Needle, Tuesday
This little piece of metal has brought so much trouble.
Yesterday, the dentist said when the crown goes in, some of my other teeth may have to be "adjusted" or "moved." I get the physics of that, but how are the teeth going to be moved? Turns out, by the sheer force and strength of the dentist.
Tiny needle-wise, I finally got the floss I had run out of.
I finished this last night, and worked more on
The color is red, not orange as it looks here.
Speaking of colors being different:
So much for red and black.
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Your trees are very jolly. I’m sitting here watching the snow come down thinking I wish the Christmas lights were still up.